Yesterday, I spent the entire day in a local coffee shop talking with a friend who I had not seen since I quit my last job as a telemarketer for my job at the local newspaper as a writer. It was suppose to be a date to catch up. Then movies. Which never happened, but I guess HANNA won't be running anywhere for anytime soon. I heard that bitch is kicking ass and taking names at the box office. Anyhow, So my friend was going on and on about her bf, and how impertinent their break up had been. Apparently she had borrowed his phone after lovely night of dinner and sex, to call up her friend/roommate/college batch mate/now, sworn enemy to tell her Hey, I won't be coming home tonight. You won't be seeing me till the morrow. Good sex. hot night. But what went wrong? When dialing out to her friend on her bf's Blackberry, her friend's number came up as "Baby". And that's the story of how hell opened up, in Kingston Jamaica. And almost 4 hours of trying to decipher what to do with the Charlettan, and explaining how guys just store numbers in their phone based on pet names rather than real names (after I got frustrated of the convo) STOP! I had to put a pause to it. STOP! IF YOU THINK THAT'S HARD, TRY BEING IN LOVE WITH A CELEBRITY WHO DOESN'T EVEN KNOW YOU EXIST! And that's how Hell closed, and the city dam broke. Over flowing tears, I explained... I had a dream last night. I was seduced by SHANE DAWSON. Somehow, I was in New York for my book. I have no idea what SHANE would be doing in New York, since he lives in California. But we met and it was like Christmas. I really don't remember the details. But the last part of the dream is allot more vivid. I had just poured my heart out to him, telling him how much I was in love with him and I thought he was the most beautiful guy I ever met. Then it happened. He leaned in, I flinched, He kissed me. .. ...... Then he pushed me down on the bed, unbuttoning my shirt, unzipping my pants, taking off my socks and then There... with me in my birth suit, he said "I can't marry you." I was like :eek: He was like :eusa_doh: And just like that, he despaired out my dreams. I had never been so heart broken. All that came after was a blur. But, It wasn't long till my mother woke me. "Get up. Time for me to get my insulin" :dry: ---------- Post added 17th Apr 2011 at 11:52 AM ---------- Sorry for ranting. I just had to get this off my mind. It was no help talking to my friend. Since, not only was she caught up with her own problems, but because she didn't even know who SHANE DAWSON is. -___-"
lol. I know. It has been awhile Thnx Ever since college, I have stopped coming to EC religiously and that was almost 5 years now. But now university is done, I kinda miss those days. I used to complain how much it was hard and how I hated it but I now realise it were the simplest days of my life! All that was required: Eat, Sleep, Study, Church, Party. :lol: ---------- Post added 17th Apr 2011 at 12:20 PM ---------- My mentor says I'm pathetic. I think she is right. I have to be, to have such a gargantic crush on an internet celebrity. He re read one of my twitter comments in one of his videos once... I almost died. -______-
Dude that's nothing. One of my good friends from high school has had this crush on Bill something or other from Tokyo Hotel. She's a real sweet girl but actually it's more of an obsession (and she says she's in love). She has pictures she's edited to have her standing next to him and she even made a fake facebook of him just so she can list that she's in a relationship with him. She hasn't dated, kissed or anything with anyone because she thinks she will have her chance with him and she won't give anyone a chance. Not to mention I think she's a bit sexually confused but that's another story.
Lol yeah that's his last name. I should've known that lol. But yeah she's got it worse then you dude lol
